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Post by OW-1 on Dec 6, 2022 2:44:51 GMT -5
Repairs had been completed on Konats and now the silver medallist made their way home. It was strange to be able to claim they were among the strongest in the universe, but it was not true, with the amount of dropouts and circumstances surrounding the tournament, OW-1 felt like a fraud. An imposter so to speak. Their strength was never truly pushed for no opponents were their equal. But it had proved to be a great place to witness violence. Beautiful combat and forceful speeches. A regret could not be found outside of being unable to watch the other battles.
So as they drifted in the open cold towards the familiar blue marble they felt frustrated, unfortunate and perhaps grateful to return to a world where they might go unrecognised and unchallenged. But only for a short while. They had set their coordinates to aim for Mount Five Elements. Home might be an appropriate term but shelter seemed more fitting. However, this was only OW-1’s second flight and miscalculations had occurred unbeknownst to them.
So as they flew closer, the defining elements started appearing and the gentle rotation of the planet became obvious, Mount Five Element came into view on the peripheral of the camera pod’s central unblinking eye. But it was not on their course. They had failed to accommodate for their newly repaired thrusters and the rotation of the Earth.
‘Here we go again’ was the only thought that entered the processor of the bot. As the atmosphere began to thicken, the heat around the hull started to intensify, burning bright oranges and red started to engulf their vision as they approached the familiar ground, it dissipated into smoke as they descended further and further, faster and faster.
Luckily at a certain point the air resistance and reverse thrusters kicked in, slowing down the blazing missile, but not before the tops of buildings could be seen. The orb struck through a building crashing through floors upon floors of offices and desks and computers. Blurs in truth but discernible.
The burning hole behind them smouldered as the bot finally struck the ground with a resounding crack of thunder. ‘One day I’ll learn to land.’ A familiar sound of screams and sirens took to the air as they began diagnostics. Yet another pit in the ground to call home.
PL:31000
HP:250
KP:6
MP:0
Resources: Tactician, Overdrive, Locked and Loaded A/D, Absorber Module
WC: 389
So as they drifted in the open cold towards the familiar blue marble they felt frustrated, unfortunate and perhaps grateful to return to a world where they might go unrecognised and unchallenged. But only for a short while. They had set their coordinates to aim for Mount Five Elements. Home might be an appropriate term but shelter seemed more fitting. However, this was only OW-1’s second flight and miscalculations had occurred unbeknownst to them.
So as they flew closer, the defining elements started appearing and the gentle rotation of the planet became obvious, Mount Five Element came into view on the peripheral of the camera pod’s central unblinking eye. But it was not on their course. They had failed to accommodate for their newly repaired thrusters and the rotation of the Earth.
‘Here we go again’ was the only thought that entered the processor of the bot. As the atmosphere began to thicken, the heat around the hull started to intensify, burning bright oranges and red started to engulf their vision as they approached the familiar ground, it dissipated into smoke as they descended further and further, faster and faster.
Luckily at a certain point the air resistance and reverse thrusters kicked in, slowing down the blazing missile, but not before the tops of buildings could be seen. The orb struck through a building crashing through floors upon floors of offices and desks and computers. Blurs in truth but discernible.
The burning hole behind them smouldered as the bot finally struck the ground with a resounding crack of thunder. ‘One day I’ll learn to land.’ A familiar sound of screams and sirens took to the air as they began diagnostics. Yet another pit in the ground to call home.
PL:31000
HP:250
KP:6
MP:0
Resources: Tactician, Overdrive, Locked and Loaded A/D, Absorber Module
WC: 389
